Page 31 of A Reaper's Devotion
He threw the condom to the floor and cupped her face, moving between her thighs.She felt the hard ridge of his cock as he settled between her legs.His cock was so hard.
Cyrus traced his tongue across her bottom lip, she opened her mouth, and he thrust his tongue inside, as she stroked his with her own.They explored one another, and she ran her hands all over him.
He’d already brought her to orgasm once, but she felt one of his hands slide between her thighs and start to stroke her clit.She didn’t think she was going to be able to orgasm so close, not when she was nervous and excited.
Cyrus knew her body, and he knew what he wanted.
He stroked her and used two fingers to massage her clit.At the same time as he worked an orgasm from her, he started to kiss down her neck, straight to her nipples.She felt like her tits and clit were connected.He sucked hard on a nipple and then stroked the bud with the tip of his tongue, before moving to the next breast.He went back and forth, and his patience was next level.
Willow was about to tell him to stop, but he stroked her body, and it was like he flipped a switch as within the next second, she was coming apart in his arms.His name spilled from her lips as a second orgasm rode her body higher.
At some point, Cyrus had stopped touching her, but she was still floating on cloud nine, and there was nothing she could do but go over the edge.He was the master of her body.
She opened her eyes as she felt the tip of his cock glide between her slit.
This was it.
He moved down so that he was poised at her entrance.This is what she wanted.
Willow knew there was going to be pain.
He slammed deep, tearing through the thin veil of her virginity.The pain was instant and took her breath away.She clenched her hands into fists and squeezed her eyes closed.This was hard.At thirty years old, she was finally having sex, and it was painful.They wrote books about a woman’s first time.
Cyrus wrapped his arms around her.
The pain didn’t last.Willow opened her eyes and looked to see him staring at her.
“I hated hurting you,” he said.“Do you want me to stop?”
“No.”
“Do you want me to move?”
“Not yet,” she said.
He wiped at her eyes and she didn’t even realize she had been crying.“I vowed to never hurt you.”
“Stop,” she said.She saw the conflict in his gaze.“Stop.A woman’s first time is painful, but trust me, there is no way I would want to be with anyone else.I want to be with you, and if that means having this pain, then so be it.”She licked her dry lips.“Because I’m yours, Cyrus Tistleton.There has never been another man and there won’t ever be another man.I’m all yours, forever.”And with that, she lifted up and kissed him.
Willow wasn’t interested in sleeping with other man.She was only interested in Cyrus.Yes, it hurt, but she wasn’t going to change that.She had saved herself.It hadn’t been intentional, but she had also not wanted to just sleep with any random guy.
Her parents had something special, and she knew in time that she wanted something special.
Cyrus was the man she wanted to be with.
The pain was completely gone and she was aware of the hard length of his cock.She wanted to know what it felt like.She had written hundreds of books about this moment, but as he pulled out of her so that only the tip remained, she couldn’t help but tense up.Even though she knew it wasn’t going to happen, she tensed up, but there was no pain.Only pleasure.
She cried out and thrust up against him.
Cyrus paused, waiting, but she shook her head and told him not to stop.It felt so good, and she didn’t want him to ever stop.
He rocked inside her, and it set off mini-explosions within her body.It felt so good.Better than good.
She screamed his name and Cyrus fucked her and made love to her, until she watched him come, feeling each ripple as he pulsed his seed inside her.Willow looked into his eyes, didn’t dare look away.
This was it.
She was with him every step of the way.There was a chance after tonight, she might be pregnant.
